Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1111

[Bonus thanks to Chronotitan <3]

The scene in the greeting hall of the Petals of the Seeing Thorn was one of absolute silence.

Malevolace was one of their strongest participants. No, probably the strongest participant in this year's trial.

This wasn't saying much for the Petals of the Seeing Thorn as a whole. But when it came to the emphasis she had received from the spectators until now, it was enough to paint the picture of someone who had true strength in the public consciousness.

And yet, a single raise of the hand, a single swipe down, and she was dead.

Just like that.

There wasn't the slightest grace, not the slightest hesitation, not even an acknowledgment of the Race she came from or the powers supporting her to her back.

Just death.

At this point, Nosphaleen's feats hadn't just caught the attention of the general Petals of the Seeing Thorn alliance, but that of their elders, and even… their Matriarch as well.

…

Matriarch Valeria watched with an interested gaze, flicking one grape after another into her mouth, half wondering if she should get one of her more attractive servants to do this for her.

But in the end, she seemed too interested in Nosphaleen.

It wasn't every day that such an interesting pawn appeared. How could she not be fascinated by what she was seeing?

'Interesting, interesting, interesting… what little scheme are you a part of, exactly? Who sent you to mess things up in my organization?'

She could seem to smell the scheme coming from a million miles away, but it made her wonder what the purpose of it was.

And more importantly, who had grown such a powerful little trump card in secret like this? There weren't many Level 50s with this level of strength, and all of them should be on the Titans Leaderboard.

So why wasn't this one up there?

"Soryntha, my baby girl. You will go and greet this one."

"Yes, Mother," Soryntha said obediently.

…

Nosphaleen swept a gaze across the ones down below and didn't say a single word. Looking down from above, she and Sylas only casually looked in the direction Cassarae was hiding in before jetting off into the distance.

Sylas hadn't come here to save Cassarae, and judging by what he had heard, she was doing well enough on her own. If he could control his temper, he would have probably left Malevolace around as a challenge for her.

But there wasn't a single soul in this universe with the capital to bully his woman.

Once again, Sylas changed his focus to the end of the path, shooting off even faster than he had come. It seemed that even though he had arrived last, he would be the first to finish.

…

"That son of a bitch… I'm gonna kill him when I see him next…" Cassarae, buried deep in an underwater cave of the lake, barely holding onto a pocket of air, grumbled.

"What happened?" Olivia asked.

"… Just an annoying prick."

"So your husband."

"My boy toy, actually."

"You wouldn't be so lovestruck over a boy toy, hallucinating about him day in and day out."

"I am not hallucinating!"

"This is a women's only organization, Madame Grimblade. What makes you think he could be here?"

Cassarae rolled her eyes, too tired to explain. She just knew, alright?